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PRAYERS AND CHANTS 



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Where the gray mountain stands,^* 



And the blue mountain, 



Where rain always falls, 



Where seeds are renewed, 



Where life is renewed. 



Where no one ever falls down,^^ 



At the abiding place 



Of those who are our children, so 



There I met them on their roads. 



There where the one who is my father 



Had prepared my seat 



Four times my father 2' sprinkled 

 prayer meal. 



On the crown of my head 



Four times he sprinkled prayer meal. 



And after he had sprinkled prayer meal 

 on his rain seat, 



Following him, 



My prayer meal 



Four times I sprinkled. 



My father's rain seat 



I stood beside. 



My father took hold of me. 



Presenting me to all the directions,'* he 

 made me sit down. 



When I had sat down. 



My father 



Took his grandson, 



Reed j'outh. 



Within his body. 



He bored a hole going through him. 



Four times drawing toward him his bag 

 of native tobacco. 



Into the palm of his hand 



He measured out the tobacco. 



Within his body 



He placed mist.'' 



He took his grandmother *" by the hand, 



And made her sit down in the door- 

 way.^' 



Having made her sit in the doorway. 



Four times inhaling, he drew the mist 

 through. 



With the mist 



He added to the hearts *' 



Of the rain maker priests of all direc- 

 tions. 



It is well; 



Praying that the rain makers 



Might not withhold their misty breath, 



With his prayers 



He added to their hearts. 



He handed it to me. 



Four times inhaling, 



Into my body 



I made tlie mist pass through. 



Then with the mist, 



I added to the hearts of my fathers of all 

 the directions. 



When this was at an end, 



We greeted one another with terms of 

 kinship: 



Father," 



Son; elder brother, younger brother; 

 uncle, nephew; grandfather, grand- 

 son; ancestor, descendant. 



With this many words we greeted one 

 another. 



When aU this was at an end, 



My father questioned me: 



"Yes, now indeed 



You have passed us on our roads. 



Surely you will have something to say, 

 some words that are not too long. ' ' 



Thus he spoke to me. 



"Yes, indeed it is so. 



Back at the New Year, 



AU my fathers 



Desiring something, 



With their precious prayer plume 



Appointed me. 



Yonder toward the south, 



At aU the places where the roads of the 

 rain makers come out. 



3^ Ko'luwalawa, katcina village. Actually the impersonator is dressed, with elaborate ceremonies, 

 at .\£ohana li'nakwi, a shrine about 2 miles southwest of Zuni. Here two mounds of com meal are 

 made to represent the mountains at Kolwalawa. Komosona, chief of the katcina cult, officiates as the 

 "father." 



3* I. e., dies. 



" The katcinas. 



" Sayatca, the god, represented by komosona 



" Holding his shoulder and moving him gently to the north, west, south, east, up, and then seating him. 



3c Cipololon'e, a common word play. Cipololon-e means both mist and smoke, ceremonially. The ordi- 

 nary word for smoke is liEaian-e. The significance of the rite suffers in translation. 



*o Fire. In ritual smoking the cigarette is lighted with live coal from the fireplace. 



*' At the end of the cigarette. 



" The common terms for offerings to supernaturals, used especially of offerings of smoke and food. 



" Stevenson and Parsons give different translations. (See p. 762.) 

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